My dad called in a fright. He said, “My God, there’s a gun in one of these boxes!” And I said, “Yeah, I bought a gun once.” He said “Well, I want to throw it away.” I said, “That’s fine, you can throw it away.” So they buried it.
Does American culture itself have a death wish? Will we inevitably become complicit in destruction because we’re lazy and uninformed, or do we secretly, subconsciously desire the end, a final respite from the ceaseless barrage of meaningless content and absurdity?
Check out “The Future at the End of the World”, an immersive, interdisciplinary group performance in the largely abandoned offices of the James A. Farley Post Office in Midtown Manhattan. Curated by Andy Horwitz, presented and produced by Immediate Medium.